Departures are so hard 

You claim

Packing up your things 

Your necklaces and rings 

Your darvidan and morphine 



You can't believe the actor 

Smacked her 

Gave her a black eye 

There's something in a western winter 

Where it's easier to say 

Goodbye, Goodbye...Goodbye



These yellow lights 

are turning red (turning red) 

You starve your heart 

You starve your head 

And when its over 

You go back to bed 



I don't want a job 

I don't want to go to school 

I don't want a job 

I've got more important things to do 



You keep in touch with old friends 

I keep in touch with you 

Your begging me to make 

Every little word count 

I don't now but I used to 

You still do drugs 

I still play games 

You prefer not knowing I call you names 

In flights of fancy 

Grandeur and fame 

Goodbye goodbye 



These yellow lights 

are turning red (turning red) 

You starve your heart 

You starve your head 

And when its over 

You go back to bed 



I don't want a job 

I don't want to go to school 

I don't want a job 

I've got more important things to do 



Wake up to the thought of you 

It's december, remember 

How cold it was in my garage 

You sat with your legs crossed 

Your mind lost

mine lost in losing you 

Street lights like a christmas tree 

But the fires aren't burning 

Cuz it's 80 degrees 

and I'd like to have you alone 

In my favorite cologne 

With the air on your hair 

and we're still getting stoned 

It's a shame the games we play 

Cuz I like it that way 



These yellow lights 

are turning red (turning red) 

You starve your heart 

You starve your head 

And when its over 

You go back to bed 

You go back to bed



I don't want a job 

I don't want to go to school 

I don't want a job 



I've got more important things to do 

Important things to do.

More important things to do, 

Than you